Fallenpaw rushed at her mother, and as she did, Feirceraven just sat there, talking. Fallenpaw thought she was the smartest apprentice ever, rushing at her mother before she was finished talking.
Just then, as Fallenpaw was two claw-lengths away from her mother, Feirceraven put her paw on Fallenpaw's forehead. "Hold on a minute, Tiger," She meowed, letting Fallenpaw go. "I didn't say, 'Charge' yet."
Fallenpaw growled as she continued to come at her mother, and every time she failed. "Come on!" Fallenpaw howled. "Just let me claw you!"
"I don't think so," The black queen meowed. "Try again."
They were there until moonhigh, and Fallenpaw still hadn't lie a claw on Feirceraven's fur. "C'mon, now, hon," She meowed. "Try again."
But Fallenpaw was tired. "Momma," She meowed, panting. "Can we please go home now? I've learned my lesson."
"Oh?" The black she-cat meowed. "Really? And what would that be?"
"Never come at a cat when they expect you." Fallenpaw meowed, falling onto her back.
"Not quite!" Feirceraven purred.
"So," Fallenpaw meowed. "Do I go on a hunting patroll tomorrow? With you? Please?"
Feirceraven giggled. "Maybe. But we also have to work on your fighting skills."
"But dad- I mean Midnightstar's deputy will put me in with you, right??"
Glowingsun, Midnightstar's deputy, was a very old tom. Every day stalked him with death at his paws, and chills in his fur, but he was still standing, wasn't he? At this rate, Fallenpaw thought she'd NEVER become deputy! Not that she wished death to the light-hearted tom, he was just like a grandpa to her.
"Maybe," Feirceraven meowed after a while.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather below the Highrock for a Clan meeting!" A voice sounded. But it wasn't Midnightstar's voice... It was Glowingsun's.
"What are you doing up there?" A queen meowed. "Come down! That's not your duty."
"Midnightstar!" The tom rasped. "He's got Greencough!"
I know, poor Midnightstar! '( Well, REVEIW!! xDDD